Kate and I of course returned to the scene of the crime, and later watched the fireworks aboard Camp Lejeune. Lee Ann Womack performed, and she was lovely. I’m not a big fan of country music, but I recognized one or two of her songs.
I was a little bummed that they didn’t have a Marine Corps band this year. I love hearing the band play the 1812 Overture, with the cannons firing at the end with the music just as the fireworks start. The fact that Tchaikovsky was not an American bothers me not a whit, just so y’know. Yes, I’ve actually heard that complaint about playing the 1812 on the 4th of July. It’s a stupid complaint.
It was wasn’t as sticky-hot this year, as we had a front moving in that brought the most wonderfully warm summer evening breeze.
The fireworks people had some new stuff this year, things we hadn’t seen before. The Rainy-Downy Things (that’s our technical name for them) were very cool, though we were a little concerned about the fire hazard. Each of those had quite a bit that hit the ground still ablaze.
The launch site was quite a bit farther from the spectator field than in the past, possibly due to The Rainy-Downy Things. Unfortunately, that seemed to lower the impact of the display. Two or three of the munitions fired during the finale went off early, very close to the ground, and that always worries me for the people on the ground working the display.
It was a fun night, traffic out wasn’t as bad as usual, and we crawled our still-stuffed-from-the-cookout asses into bed shortly after getting home.
From whence came the art:
That image is titled Celebrating Freedom by Creativity+ Timothy K, and is licensed by the artist under the Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 2.0 license.